Hey, I just wanted to give a quick heads up my next few days are supper busy, so I just wanted to say that I can't post until Thurday night, at which point i will do all my post, but I feel obligated to make my PPV match the number one priority. Just wanted to give a quick heads up.

Jessica recognized this position. She had been in it before, and she would be in it again. It was one where she was mere seconds away from winning the match. The violence that Freia had heaped upon her had been paid back in kind, and now Jessica was only one or two moves away from putting this bitch away for good. In retrospect, Jessica realized how close she had been to getting place in the casket a few times, but she was the one standing now, and Freia was the one on the ground.

The Violent Violet bent to her task once again. The bloody business of the day was drawing to an end, and Jessica knew exactly the right cure to her ills. She tucked Freia's pretty head between her prettier thighs and wrapped the white-haired beauty's arm under her. Then it was a simple matter of getting up and down for her finisher, the Queenmaker!

This was probably it for Freia, she could barley move and she would have probably stayed down for quite a while longer if it wasn't for Freia hauling her up to her feet and then shoving her head right in between those strong sweaty thighs! Her hands were about to weakly make their way towards Jessica's thighs but they were quickly ceased by the violent violet!

It wasn't long before Freia's lovely frame was brought right up into the air and then down for that hellish finisher of Jessica's. Knocking her lights out pretty clean as the Perfection beyond death was looking as if she was resting rather peacefully right now...despite the pain, bruises and sweat covering her frame of course.

The concrete floor was hell on her knees. At least that was what she presumed, as she was too full of adrenaline and fury to actually feel anything material. Jessica rose up, her body fatigued and every bone in her body demanding the release of sleep in a hospital bed. But Jessica couldn't do that, not now. Maybe not ever. She had a match to win, and Jessica had just been given a path to victory, one that she had to take.

Jessica bent down, hopefully one last time, and collected Freia in her arms. For a woman who had irked her so, she was awfully docile now. Jessica tried to cradle her arms, the way one carries a sleeping baby. That thought led Jessica to smirk. She believed her raw power could tame even the wildest of bucking broncos and had seen exiguous evidence to the contrary. The Violent Violet walked over to the casket and placed Freia inside.

She looked at her for a second. There was an air of death about her opponent. Her pale demeanor made her seem like she was almost otherworldly. After a second's reflection, she tried to bring the casket lid down!

Freia was more than docile, she was out completely and there was no waking up for a least a good while...she had been rocked so hard that she could probably get a full night sleep in her current state without waking up...not only cause she was knocked out but also cause of the fact that she was completely drained from the match.

Soon enough she was dumped in the coffin and the lid was closed without any life-signs from Freia. The bell started to ring as the perfection beyond death had been laid into her coffin for a final resting place...for tonight at least.

Jessica leaned against the coffin where Freia would be interred for the evening. It was a good match. Any match that Jessica won was a good match by her standards, but she especially liked this one. The little ref girl came over to her and lifted her arm, signifying for all her triumph. Jessica was ready to collapse right there, as the match had taken so much from her.

But not more than she had put in. For every blow that came her way, Jessica issued two back. That was why she was on her two feet and Freia was on her back. She schlepped up the entrance ramp, happy to be back and victorious.